Good morning, smiling goldfish! Today's morning meeting is of utmost importance for us. Next week, we will be visited by other aquatic creatures, and this meeting will determine how we welcome them. Let's explore possible gathering scenarios

What kind of container do you prefer?

Tea-drinking expert, you try to find solace in a cup in the unforgiving environment where the metallic clatter of data echoes through the corridors in the midst of a hardcore metal server data field.

You inhabit a mysterious minicomputer that appears to lack a sleek exterior, quietly weaving fine ripples with each of its calculations

You're the bubble savior, shining brightly when bugs bubble up like soap bubbles °ﾟº❍｡°ﾟº❍｡. As they pop and fizz, you make your entrance.

Nice beer-obsessed fish. It's not your fault you don't want a meeting, you just want to get yourself drunk.

The most helpful thing for you is:

Later, you gained mighty magical abilities. Swiftly waving your wand, you hear the whirring of metallic cables and disks, akin to whispers of arcane power flowing through the ethers.

You stumble upon a flower, its color elusive and undefinable. As you take a breath, an allergic reaction hits you, your gills are assaulted by shards of data, your blood tinted a soft blue. Data fish aren't allergic, you think.

Later, you discovered that what you needed was a maze, intricate and complex. Sometimes, occasionally, you found yourself navigating through bustling, buzzing servers, where the air hummed with faint currents, always tinged with the scent of tangerines. A fresh, bewildering aroma of tangerines, yet you knew it was a false allure.

Perhaps pencils are a good choice, how primitive a tool do you think they are? Perhaps they are sorely needed at the party, how fascinating they are, free of electricity and data as if inherited from some ancient voodoo, and you decide to take them with you.

Something suddenly appeared:

The fluffy bear greets you as if it were a strange being emerging from the virtual matrix, it gives you a familiar and weird feeling, but how? Data Fish never needed a stuffed bear.

There are also many short stumps here, short stumps densely distributed dumped on the land of yards, and you feel a kind of link, you try to swim to touch it, to touch them, and maybe you are no longer a fish, but a leaf latter a feather…°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °✩ 𓇼˚₊‧

No one could understand how three cauliflowers could appear, did they mean some kind of revelation? Some sort of incoming invasion, they seem to be a strange intersection between the digital and real worlds, holding some sort of elusive meaning.°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °✩ 𓇼˚₊‧

Chairs that look like clouds make fish drift off to sleep...°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °✩ 𓇼˚₊‧

And then you use:

A nautilus keeps spinning and spinning, and the party may be over.…

Fuzzy models of dinosaurs rattling around in faraway places, you figure it's time to start...°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °✩ 𓇼˚₊‧

Do you think it's time to go say hello?°°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °✩ 𓇼˚₊

You decide to make a call, dudu the phone rings for a long time, a kind of silent response...now it's time to join the other fish..…°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °✩ 𓇼˚₊‧

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What a wonderful day°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °°ﾟº⋆｡ °✩ 𓇼˚₊‧